Demon Academy: White and Black Demons
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[TRILOGY ONE] WHITE AND BLACK DEMONS
Demon Academy is not your typical school to learn. Students in this school was not your type of classmate to hang in and join in. It is a school where demons are students. A school that you don't want to study because bloody fighting was everywhere. In short if you enter this school without knowing what you are, is likely suiciding.
Are you a Demon?
What type?
What is your ability?
Then, if you are, and had this.
You are who was we searching for our acdemy.
Please sign to our academy form.
If you are done, please kindly drop a little of your blood at our demon blood identifier.
Congratulation!
You are now officially a demon student!
Hope you enjoy our school!
Just a little saying from our Head Mistress;
Don't ever plan or wish to go out on this school once you enter, cuase your life will be totally mesirable, and... deadly!
Welcome to our school!
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